Welcome to my Blog

 Dear Readers,


   I would like to formally welcome you to my blog and hope that you are pleased with the content I post. I should note that this is a complimentary trigger warning for abuse, graphic content and anything that might displease you. The main purpose of this blog is to help me relieve my stress and to possibly be as relatable as possible. Times are hard on everyone and as much as I would like to be a shoulder to cry on, I am not an expert on a lot of subjects regarding mental health or anything related. All I can do is share my experiences and you can take that information to culminate your own opinions. The most that I can solicit from you is a quick read, follow, share and like if you wish to do so. In return, I ask you to not give me unsolicited advice unless you are specifically trying to share your own experiences.


   Now that my boundaries are set, here are some things about me so that you can choose to follow me or not. First and foremost, I've been a survivor since I was little. I grew up in a small town south of Atlanta and money was hard to come by, that does not mean that I went without food or a place to sleep. My mom dealt with taking care of me and my blind, abusive father and eventually got up the nerve to leave him for my sake. Then she got married again to a man who she thought was good when I was five and yet he started sexually abusing/molesting me at the age of 6 until the age of 21 when I got up the courage to tell my mom. At 7, I got burned by hot grease which was painful to say the least. I met my childhood sweetheart turned lover at 8 years old when we met at Burn Camp, which we truly didn't know that we would even be together until we lost contact with each other and then reconnected four years after last seeing each other. 


   My childhood sweetheart, himself, has been through abuse and of course being burned at the age of 3. Along with the abuse, he has suffered a lot mentally due to what he has been through and lost a friend in 2014 right after him and I last seen each other due to a tragic accident. Based on all he's told me from his childhood, him and I aren't too different, but we've definitely had two different social aspects to life despite going to camp together. It just happens that we grew up in separate towns in the same state with no way to actually support each other until now.


I will sign off for now, but I hope that everyone has the best day they can manage.


                         -Liz

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